❌Losers!❌

⭕️Y/N tells a tale⭕️

Do you ever just.. Want to disappear?

I do.

All the time.

But..

Not when I'm with them.

When I'm with them, I'm so happy to be alive. I've never wanted to disappear when I was with them. Not once.

Well, except for that summer.

My 'brother' and I, we're book writers.

I'm sure you know him,

Bill Denbrough?

That's him.

Between you and me, his endings aren't that bad.))

They just need a little shaping.

My story is a wild one.

Our, story.

I don't really care if you believe this or not,

But Derry Maine is a curious place.

Curious?

Curious though, it doesn't describe it very well.

I don't want to remember it, So curious as it will stand.

Some say it's a myth or a folktale,

Maybe a story to tell your kids when they're acting up.

A bad dream maybe.

Not for me or my friends.

I'm not much of a writer, I just write the music in Billy's movies.

The ending.. also needs some work.

Just kidding.

'Beep Beep Richie'

Sorry, Just a little bit of my childhood jokes.

Anyways, continuing on.

You can believe my crazy story or not, doesn't really matter.

Just remember one thing.

Sometimes, your not crazy at all.

Your just being lied to.

So next time when you hear voices from the drain,

Or the sewer,

Or the sink,

Or if you see burning hands from behind a door,

Or your local statue trying to kill you,

Maybe you see a scary lady from a painting you hate,

Sometimes you'll see bugs coming from your TV,

Possibly a homeless guy who drools and goos,

It can even look like your little brother,

Or a headless boy.

So just know one simple thing.

It's not real.

I write this book in honor of my friends.

In honor of the deceased.

In honor of my brother.

And to spit,

On that goddamned clown.

Fucking, Pennywise.

Special Thanks to my best friend.

Stanley Uris.

My good old buddy, who was too scared.

'I Guess Stanley Uris Couldn't Cut It Away!'

Not funny, But it's an important detail I suppose.

'Beep Beep Richie.'

Stan good old buddy, We miss you.

Stan was a tall curly haired boy with a depressing face. He was my favorite Jewish friend. (And the only one I had). Not only was he Jewish, he was also badass.

Really fuckin' badass.

We miss you old pal. And now I'm going to tell your story, I'll tell all of our stories.

That painting always did scare you.

I'll see you around, Stan-The-Man.

Special Thanks to my little brother, Georgie Denbrough.

God Georgie. You were so young.

Your little yellow raincoat and rain boots.

You shouldn't have had to go so young, and I'm sorry me and Billy could save you.

I know it wasn't our fault,

But part of me still thinks it was.

And it still eats away at Bill to this day.

Georgie was me and Bills little brother, who passed away younger than we ever wanted.

We love you Georgie.

Special Thanks to the losers club, who helped my confidence grow.

I never wanted to disappear when I was with you 7.

I'll recite my dear friend Richie's famous quote now, for sake of old times.

By the way,

My name is Y/N Denbrough.

And this is our story

Now,

"Let's kill this fucking clown."